Bit of a Binge

You couldn't find the animated film about Pocahontas, but you did find an 8 part documentary series about her life which was oddly engrossing and addictive. You and your aunt were glued to the couch, binge watching it late into the night.

"Well the movie was massively historically inaccurate," your aunt noted as the final episode ended. You nodded, stifling a yawn with your fist. "Fuck, what time is it?"

"Past 3am," you said then stood. You needed to stretch after sitting in the same position for hours. Aunt Les stretched her arms over her head too, her breasts struggling against the tight fabric of her top as she arched her back.

"Shit," she sighed, rubbing the back of her neck.

"What's wrong?" you yawned, wondering if you should bother with pulling out the sofabed again.

"I think I need another load," she said, which acted like a shot of caffeine for you. The harsh realities of that documentary had made you forget about things. "Do you think there are native american porn stars?" asked your aunt, looking up at you with a serious face.

"... Really? Even after that?" you said, turning up your nose a little.

"I'm sticking with the idealized, adult version of Pocahontas for my masturbatory fantasies, thank you," she noted. You sat down but didn't need to reach for the laptop. Your aunt was already opening a new tab and loading up a pornsite. Dumbfounded you just watched your aunt search for a very specific type of porn but failing to get any suitable results. When you took over the task you clicked on a not very promising thumbnail but it was probably the best she was going to get.

Your aunt squinted at the tanned girl gyrating in the video. "I think she's Latina," said your aunt, sounding factual rather than disappointed. You shrugged.

"Yeah but she's wearing one of those feathered headband things," you pointed out. The barely costumed brunette started sucking some guy's dick and you looked to your aunt for a reaction but there wasn't one. She seemed to be using her trick for ignoring the male part of the male part. "She is pretty fuckin' sexy," your aunt confessed, leaning back. You both watched the video progress on the couch, sharing comments every now and then about what was happening as if you were back to watching the documentary. The casualness of watching porn with your aunt was making you harden easily. It also helped that the couple on the screen seemed to be genuinely enjoying each other's company, whether it was real or just amazing acting. The Latina moaned when her braided pigtails were pulled on and your aunt breathed at how sensual the sounds were. She started to shimmy out of her tight shorts now.

You took this as your cue to finally de-pants yourself, and in the next second both you and your aunt were bottomless sitting next to each other on the couch. She was running her fingers over her lips slowly and you watched her without shame, timing your own strokes with her's. There was a glance that she shot you, which fell momentarily onto your cock before she turned her attention back to the screen. Your aunt was resigned to it now... knowing that she was part of the show for you which you suspected maybe did a tiny bit of something for her as well. You remembered how she had shared a few stories of sneaking in heavy petting sessions with girlfriends discretely while in public, very nearly getting caught multiple times with multiple lovers.

She licked her fingers, tasting herself, before dipping them back between her legs. You couldn't stifle your groan and though your aunt didn't look at you she seemed to shiver. "Fuck... look how flexible she is..." sighed your aunt, which made you set eyes on the TV again. The girl had her legs so far back over her head she could almost kiss her knees. The guy was pounding the soft wet parting of her flesh powerfully, the Latina unable to keep quiet about how much she loved being stretched. You had picked up your stroking considerably and swallowed the lump in your throat hearing the wet sounds emanating from your aunt's crotch.

"I'm getting close," you announced, standing to your feet.

"Shit," breathed your aunt, moving off the couch urgently. She almost crawled over to you, seeming a little jelly-legged with how close she was herself. She tried to not look directly at your cock as she got onto her knees in front of you and opened her mouth. "Don't miss," she said, taking one last glance over her shoulder at the video before committing to being your target and closing her eyes.

"Ah fuck...fuck..." you said, still stroking, feeling that it was going to be an extra big load this time. Your aunt's eyes flashed open and she looked down at herself.

"Don't get it on my top," she warned. "Or the rug."

"Oh god, c'mon Aunt Les," you said, your cheeks growing hot. "Get closer then... It's gonna be a big one..." With that declaration you heard your aunt swallow and her eyes went wide. She still looked at your throbbing cock with apprehension but she couldn't help licking her lips. Problem was she wasn't offering her tongue to you and you were mere seconds away now. "What are you doing? Open your mouth... open your mouth!" you groaned urgently.

"You're cumming?" she gasped.

"Yes!" you growled, gripping the base of your cock and wincing.

"Fuck it."

You felt her mouth on you and heard your ears pop. Your aunt had wrapped her lips around your swollen tip and she shook from the contact but stilled herself. You came then, stroking your cock with a low grip, spurting hotly into her mouth. Groaning and grunting you emptied yourself for her, your aunt almost forming a vacuum seal around your cock with her soft wet lips.

Looking down at her, eyes closed while she nursed on the tip of your cock, you couldn't help thrusting forward a tiny bit as you stroked and continued unloading your sticky seed into her mouth. The full dome of your head slipped past her lips. It took all the will power you had not to go further. You felt her tongue for just a second before it retreated and you didn't care, knowing just how fully you were drenching it with your gooey jizz. There was a light suction as your aunt started to swallow the cum already sliding down her throat. You squeezed out the last luxurious drops, your hand brushing against her lips lightly, then you popped out of her mouth. She tilted her head back as she closed it and you watched her throat move. She gasped after a moment, mouth empty, breath ragged. You realised she was still masturbating, her hand moving vigorously between her legs. With her other hand she squeezed her breast over her top, the other going unmolested but you could see her diamond hard nipple poking through. Then your aunt arched her back again, her orgasm bending her. Her knees spread slightly as she sunk lower and her hips went forward. You were getting a good view of her dripping cunt, her slick fingers madly curling in past her lips as she rubbed her clit with her palm. She cried out and convulsed all the way backwards until she was laying on the floor, legs splayed awkwardly. Her breathing was labored but began to slow as her pleasure gradually subsided, her fingers still sliding along her folds. She was obviously exhausted, the night having run pretty late, but continued to soak and luxuriate in her after glow. It was like she had forgotten her nephew was there.

When she finally opened her eyes she looked up at you, your drooping cock still out but she appeared oddly cool about everything. She closed her legs and turned her hips to one side before sitting up. "I made a mess on the rug..." she noted, looking down at where she had soaked the wool with her wet climax. It didn't sound like a problem the way she said it. Just that it was a thing that happened. She casually sucked at her fingers, tasting herself. Her eyes drifted to your cock again, her expression inscrutable. "Okay I'm going to bed," she said then stood. She needed to steady herself for a moment but away strolled casually, not bothering to put her shorts back on.

"G'night," you managed to call after her, awkwardly picking up your pants from the floor. There was a delay before your aunt's voice echoed back to you.

"Good night."